eagle and condor

Look into the eyes. They are the cornerstone of this new reality. This thing is starting in me and it is going to reach everyone. What started as an idea of body work is now light work and as I sleep, the child can play. I spent so many years believing work was the expression, and now I know the expression is creation. Maybe health has returned with the balance now found on the balls of my feet. Let them walk away. Let them celebrate. Let them be as they are. It’s ok now. It was always ok.

Remember how Christ exclaimed “be healed!” Or “open your eyes”? This is the same and I remember those Texas days. I was fresh in transformation. I would stare into the eyes of those men and they would cry their tears. They would bend before us, teaching me humility. I would absorb their pain, an empath doing work. It was not easy, and that road was long. I was not healed. She gave me her heart anyway.

I learned today that this true alone time allows me the sacred act of playing with my being. I can adjust my being, this is valuable. This is not loneliness and I can meet myself and partner with me.

I would not have ever asked for this time to heal. In the past, times like this have only occurred by consequence. This is happening because there is a love and a whole gang of watchful careful guardians. I am becoming like them without reaching for the science of my flesh. I don’t…